Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"Oh, Window Pane!" - Recorded 1/7/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Oh, Window Pane!My God, my only hope!I would break you from your tether that I might make all my own the trees and the birds which you have captured just for me!In jars and vials, shadow boxes felted and gold … Continue reading Oh, Window Pane!
For you. "Do You Know That You Are Loved?" - Recorded 12/31/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Do you know that you are loved? I should hope so. I should hope that you have already been told that you are, in oh so many ways, and that you have committed it … Continue reading Do You Know That You Are Loved?
For Rini, my dear friend in Indonesia. Your soul and heart are pure as the water droplets which form on the blades of grass in the early morning, your prayers as loud to the heavens as the chirping of the crickets in the evening hours. You are not stupid, I will not hear such a … Continue reading The World, Anew
For Safa. Never stop dreaming. 💙 "May It Be So" - Recorded 12/22/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I saw the Prophet Elijah the other day.He was walking along a busy street with headphones in, laughing at whatever statement had been uttered on the other end of the line.His body moved … Continue reading May It Be So
the butterfly must lament, even if briefly, the loss of the cocoon, mourning departure from familiar home. unaware its new form, yet undefined, a shape emerges from cracked and peeling shell, losing as it does the smell of safety, tight pressure against aching limbs, eyes wet with dew and tears for what is no more… … Continue reading a winged lament
The world turns Faster At times Than we might like it to Exposing as it does The fragility of our lives As we grow And age And one day fall back to the soil once more
The Earth is alive Even when it is sleeping Under so many layers Of ice and debris Clinging tightly To the frozen ground As loose debris blows Gently over the layered snow Traveling From place to place Participating In an equation far too complex to be captured within the realm of our understanding An equation … Continue reading Life, and the Path It Follows
Inspired by the poem Not to Wonder by Tornadoday. To not be filled with wonder When staring up at the starry skies above When looking out at the great expanse and seeing only light In all directions Moving So fast And yet so slowly As representations of long-dead distant worlds float ceaselessly through empty space … Continue reading To Not Be Filled with Wonder
In the heat of the fire's glow We watch the day's light come and then go The seconds turn to minutes turn to hours then they're gone The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting long Evening turns to gloaming turns to darkness turns to dawn Amidst the calm of the falling snow … Continue reading In the Heat of the Fire’s Glow
On the horizon Where earth and ocean meet the sky Where two worlds collide This is where my heart resides Always at the divide If you pay attention You can see it in my eyes. The sun and the moon Indifferent in their ways Are unaware this place Ignorant their position As they drift aimlessly … Continue reading Oh, But in the Soft Twilight
